Dave's Angel

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Dave
"You should expect your baby boy within the next few weeks. Are you guys excited?" The bubbly ass nurse cheesed at us.

I gave her a fake ass smile back, but I honestly just wanted to see my son and get the fuck out. I hate hospitals. I've got nothing but bad news from hospitals.

I've been trying to get Kianna to have a home birth but of course her bird ass wanna be difficult.

"You could at least act like you're excited." Kianna mumbled. I waved my hand at her focusing on my text to Aria.

Wassup? Want me to scoop you?
12:52pm
I don't care
12:53pm

Damn. I thought. That response didn't sound like she was ready for dick. I shrugged my shoulders deciding to just hit her up later.

After dropping Kianna off I decided to stop by the house and hit up Kyan.

When I walked in, the lil nigga was in his boxers with his feet kicked up eating popcorn.

"Nigga the fuck wrong witchu'" I kicked his feet off of the table, sitting on the coach across from him.

"Aye big bro you living the life. I might as well come home and-."

"Nah nigga. You gone do better than me, make legal money." He shook his head.

"Why you wanna leave school huh'? What got your head fucked up."

"Man ain't nothing got my head fucked up!" He yelled as he stood up.

"Watch your mf tone nigga. The fuck you think this is?" We was now face to face. Kyan knew I didn't play that shit. Our older brother would've never tolerated that shit either.

"Man whatever." He sat down. I slowly walked bCk to my seat.

"School just taking too long. I wanna make money now."

"You know if you ever need money I-."

"I wanna make my own shit Dave. I don't want no handouts."

"I can call around and see about getting you a good job while you're on campus. But as long as a nigga got breath in him, you ain't touchin' the streets."

He nodded his head with a lil smirk.

"Thanks D."

"Yea yea, step to me again I'm gone beat your ass."

Aria
I've been in my room all day. I just want to be isolated. Damien took a part of me two days ago. Aria left. Now I don't even know who I am.

Damien's been blowing up my phone, claiming he doesn't know what happened so I blocked him. He came by the house and I basically had a panic attack. Just seeing him brings back everything he did to me, everything be said to me. He hurt me in ways no other man has.

There was a knock on my door. I stood silent because I didn't know who could possibly have been here. I grabbed the box cutter that sat onto my desk and watched as the door opened.

In walked my aunt Tamika. She was in the military and because of her program, I only get to see her once a year.

I ran to hug her dropping the box cutter onto the floor. She laughed hugging me back. We stayed there for a good two minutes. I felt tears well in my eyes as I remember how much I missed her. My aunt Tamika was nothing like my mother, thank God. She was more of my mother than my actual mother ever was.

"How you been pumpkin?" She smiled. My smile slowly fell. I couldn't hide my emotions around her even if I tried.

She sat on my bed, kicking off her boots. I laid next to her and let the tears just fall.

"Let it out. We'll talk when you're done." I continued to ball my eyes out.

After telling my aunt everything that has happened, we were now leaving the police station from doing a rape kit and filing a report on Damien. To say I was scared was the least bit. The fact that I may have to testify against Damien and court and basically relive the whole situation again, was frightening. But my aunt said she could now take phone calls. Whenever I felt anxious or didn't know what to do, I could call her.

When I told her the news we both cried.  I told her that I blamed myself for even putting myself in that situation. Damien has gotten drunk before. He always gets out of control when he's using. Why did I think he would never hurt me? My aunt assured me, none of this was my fault. He was the monster in this situation and he was gonna pay for it. All her kind words and encouragement made me feel so much better. Just her presence made me feel so much better.

As I looked out the window I see we pulled up to one of the best restaurants around. Paula's. It was an upscale soul fool restaurant. Not too upscale, but just enough.

"Tamika oh my God! Why didn't you tell me you were back!" The owner ran to give my aunt a big hug. We both chuckled at her reaction.

"I just got back this morning. I've been hangin' with my niece all day."

"Hey niece. I'm Paula. Let's get y'all some food, you want a table or a booth? Tamika I know you like booths." My aunt looked to me for approval.

"I like booths." I smiled.

"Great." Paula quickly sat us at the 2nd floor booth. As I sat I got a nice look at the restaurant. It was nice and it somehow felt like home. Lots of people who looked like me sat around laughing and enjoying good food. There were even some white people who came just because the atmosphere was one of a kind and the food was undeniable.

A live band played on the first floor directly in the middle of the restaurant.  Vanilla candles burned on each table. The smell was magnificent. I slowly felt myself falling in love with this place.

"What can I get y'all to start? Soul rolls? Calamari? Fried macaroni balls? We got it all." Paula smiled. Her energy is what I wanted when I was her age. You could tell she was genuinely happy. Her face told it all.

"Hmm you know I gotta have me a couple soul rolls. What about you Aria?" My aunt asked.

"Can I get some fried macaroni balls."

"Of course baby. You're gonna love them trust me. I'll be back." Paula smiled walking off into the huge kitchen. Atleast 30 cooks were in there working. But I guess they were all kept busy with this huge restaurant. I peeked outside to see the line to sit and eat was still out the door.

"Feelin' better?"

"A lot better." I smiled. She smiled and gave my hand a squeeze before she turned her attention back to the band.

Boring chapter I know guys. But keep reading. It's gonna pick up soon! 💜